prompt

Implausible Art

The exhibition is supposed to be a forum for us to express and showcase our art.

So, I fail to understand why attendees look at our masterpieces with looks of disbelief.

Is it perhaps the prolific use of neon paints?

Or can it be the optical sublimity of our strokes on paper?

Surely the fault cannot lie with us, if not our illustrations.

Have they never seen mice paint before?

PHOTO PROMPT © Brenda Cox

Prompts –

Friday Fictioneers 7 Jan 2022

Six Sentence Story – Express

Three Things Challenge #834

thedarknetizen - The Contest of Fear

The Contest of Fear

It was a contest like no other.

Testing nerves against the myth of the graveyard: Spend a night there, without letting the ambient atmosphere unnerve you. None lasted through the night. Either fear claimed them, making them run.

Or the graveyard did.

Word Count: 42

Prompts:

42 Words #20

Your Daily Word Prompt – #Ambient – #YDWordPrompt November 29, 2020

Sunday Writing Prompt – 30th November – Contest

thedarknetizen - Visit to the Shrink

Visit to the Shrink

I come from a tribe of head-hunters, so I will never need a shrink.

It’s a paradox, but I believed it to be the truth. That was until the voices in my head began speaking. Just one in the beginning. But soon, nineteen others joined in. I demurred visiting a shrink even when their constant chattering and bickering began drowning out my own thoughts. On some lonely nights I would feel my entire conscious self shoved to the bottom of my mind, the voices taking over completely. For the very first time I felt that I was no longer in control of my own body. I booked an appointment with the shrink at once.

The shrink heard me out patiently, even heard out some of the statements made by the other voices. She asked me to write down the names of the voices, if I knew them. I knew all twenty of them and missed out on none. The shrink read through the list calmly, her index finger tracing a path along the page. She adjusted her glasses as she reread the list. She kept the paper aside, and pulled out her cellphone, tapping away furiously. After a minute of scrolling through it, she stood up from her chair, and stared at me with a look of horror on her face.

So, I did try visiting a shrink. In the end, even her smart little head was not enough. She only added to my troubles. Now I have to deal with twenty one voices, trying to get back at me.

Word Count – 260

Prompts:

Reena’s Exploration Challenge #162

FOWC with Fandango — Paradox

Your Daily Word Prompt – #Demur – #YDWordPrompt November 20, 2020

Three Things Challenge #423